People talk about the middle of the road as though it were unacceptable. Actually, all human problems, excepting morals, come into the gray areas. Things are not all black and white. There have to be compromises. The middle of the road is all of the usable surface. The extremes, right and left, are in the gutters.
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Quality, quality, quality: never waver from it, even when you don't see how you can afford to keep it up. read more
Quality, quality, quality: never waver from it, even when you don't see how you can afford to keep it up. When you compromise, you become a commodity and then you die.
Compromise is but the sacrifice of one right or good in the hope of retaining another--too often ending in the read more
Compromise is but the sacrifice of one right or good in the hope of retaining another--too often ending in the loss of both.
The compromise will always be more expensive than either of the suggestions it is compromising.
The compromise will always be more expensive than either of the suggestions it is compromising.
Life cannot subsist in society but by reciprocal concessions.
Life cannot subsist in society but by reciprocal concessions.
Compromise is never anything but an ignoble truce between the duty of a man and the terror of a coward.
Compromise is never anything but an ignoble truce between the duty of a man and the terror of a coward.
Real life is, to most men, a long second-best, a perpetual compromise between the ideal and the possible but the read more
Real life is, to most men, a long second-best, a perpetual compromise between the ideal and the possible but the world of pure reason knows no compromise, no practical limitations, no barrier to the creative activity.
The swift wind of compromise is a lot more devastating than the sudden jolt of misfortune.
The swift wind of compromise is a lot more devastating than the sudden jolt of misfortune.
From compromise and things half done, Keep me with stern and stubborn pride; And when at read more
From compromise and things half done, Keep me with stern and stubborn pride; And when at last the fight is won, God, keep me still unsatisfied.
